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Flossin Season
Juvenile Feat. Big Tymers & B.G.
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Mannie Fresh, playboy (what's up, playboy?)
I know you love these diamonds (they beautiful, ha)
Nigga, how you love that?
All that stunting and fronting
It's all about them diamonds, boy
Nigga, it's a pretty day, and it's flossin' season
Added six tires to my new machinery
Double R like to ball like it's no tomorrow
Pretty broads, and we fuckin' these superstars
Chrome rims, niggas ridin' new Benz
TVs, Cadillacs with the new fends
Wet paint, niggas takin' trips to the banks
Hittin' malls, spendin' 20 G's like stars
Rolex, PlayStations in the Hummer
Just to show these stupid hoes that we worth something
My stuntin' name Evel Knievel, keep it real
Let me pop a wheelie, hoes love stuntin' 'cause I got love
Gold slugs, stunting 'cause we got love
Motorbike button rims 'cause we living right
Game tight, take a tramp, make her holla champ
Overnight got the yola if your money right
Solid TV's, PlayStation with the B.G
It's all gravy, playboy, 'cause it's flossin' season
A million dollars ain't nothing to me, nigga
But a million hoes is game to me, playboy
Nah, nah, flossers, let me see you rollin' your rims
Ballers, helicopters, bikes, and Bourbans
It's on us, C-M-R are millionaires
Let 'em know it's flossin' season everywhere
We flossers, let me see you rollin' your rims
Ballers, helicopters, bikes, and Bourbons
It's on us, C-M-R are millionaires
Let 'em know it's flossin' season everywhere
I got to get my shine on, do it every time
17s on up, that's all I ride
In '98, I been havin' them hoes throwin' up
They don't know if I'm in a helicopter or in a truck
I fuck they head up, 'cause I floss so much
Police had me up 'cause a nigga so young (ha, bruh?)
But you know me, nigga
That ain't gon' stop B.G. nigga (at all)
'Cause the next day you will see, nigga
Me in somethin' else with a TV, nigga (for real)
Fuck it, I'ma floss like that I got scrilla
Come try to take it, you're fuckin' with a gorilla
I got a watch you can see from a block away
I got a chain, you'll see that'll shock the day
My click do what we say, we don't stunt wit' it (at all)
Off top, Big Tymers gon' come with it (come with it)
We layin' it down this month 'cause we got a reason (fo' sho')
And we gon' rip shit up 'cause it's flossin' season
Nah, nah, flossers, let me see you rollin' your rims
Ballers, helicopters, bikes, and Bourbans
It's on us, C-M-R are millionaires
Let 'em know it's flossin' season everywhere
We flossers, let me see you rollin' your rims
Ballers, helicopters, bikes, and Bourbons
It's on us, C-M-R are millionaires
Let 'em know it's flossin' season everywhere
We flossers, what, what, what?
I say we ballers, what, what, what?
This is the season for the flossers, nigga
Ride top notch shit, fuck what it cost you, nigga
Ain't got no TVs or CDs in it, I ain't gon' ride in it
If it ain't no overseas-type shits, I ain't gon' drive it
This ain't the summer to swing the top off
This the season niggas come out on them 20s and ball
It ain't no secret, I'm a stunter, like Evel Knievel
Jumpin' out Lex's and Hummer's, showin' off for my people
When I pull up in V.I.P. they say that's a nice car
Bitches all in my face, can't even make it to the bar
Me, broke and assed-out? Never that man
I got some shit up in my ear, you can see from a airplane
I don't think Super D can pull a stunt like me
Got karats on both of my pinkies, ten thousand a piece
Today I might lay low with Kent, I built my house in the East
Fuck that, I'ma play Bourbon, it's a thousand a suite
Who had the first bourbon with the livin' room set
Who the only nigga you know that drive a burgundy jet
How many cities you know named after me? (Uh)
It's gon' be a bunch of them motherfuckers when I finish G
Now baby, I know you missed us
Big daddy light up a room like Christmas
Shine like a lightbulb, rich thug
Let that little girl come over here and give a millionaire a hug
McGyver ain't liver than a Big Tymer
Big dick, a million dollars, and a Pathfinder
Mr. Betty Crocker cake maker, casino breaker
Tell Shaq I got a half a mill' ridin' on the Lakers
Pack my bitches up and move to the hills
30 days a month, 30 Automobiles
The Lexus or Benz that come out in the year 2000
I got one of them bitches parked around corner by the housin'
The bike I got come out in the year 2010
11-50 zuke with the Batman fin
The ring I got, Liberace want it
He couldn't afford that bitch but I can afford to flaunt it
Nah, nah, flossers, let me see you rollin' your rims
Ballers, helicopters, bikes, and Bourbans
It's on us, C-M-R are millionaires
Let 'em know it's flossin' season everywhere
We flossers, let me see you rollin' your rims
Ballers, helicopters, bikes, and Bourbons
It's on us, C-M-R are millionaires
Let 'em know it's flossin' season everywhere
We flossers, what, what?
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